Tal didn't like it when Noah looked worried. When Noah looked worried, things were really bad. The older man had always been an anchor in a storm; a fire in a blizzard, to so many Halovians. And sure, he wasn't that much older than the courier, but he'd been someone that Tal had looked up to since he was a teenager, at least, and only moreso after becoming a demigod. Noah could handle anything.
So if even he was worried, Tal had to wonder if it was time for him to start panicking.
He exhaled slowly, almost a sigh of relief at hearing that the Greatwood's former leader was probably safe and protected, at least. He didn't really get it, but he trusted the other man's account of previous such events, especially where it concerned other demigods. But that still left Soh...
"She's a good friend," Tal admitted, trying not to let his worry and misery color his voice too much, but not sure how well he was succeeding. "I know she was strugglin' with bein' a leader but... she loved Stormbreak too much t'just run, no matter what anyone else says." He glowered out at the desert, as if daring it to contradict him. "Whatever happened, I'll bet anythin' that Soh didn't leave willingly." If she'd left at all. But the thought of her imprisoned somewhere - or worse - hurt too much to think about...
Noah offered, if not hope, at least action. Sometimes that was almost as good. At least it beat sitting around and doom-spiralling uselessly over 'what-if's! Tal nodded, hesitantly at first, and then more sharply. "Yeah... yeah, I'd appreciate that, Noah. In an' out. Just t'see how bad it's gotten." And maybe to leave a small offering to the gods, to assure them that Caido's people were still fighting back. "Can your magic take two?"
So if even he was worried, Tal had to wonder if it was time for him to start panicking.
He exhaled slowly, almost a sigh of relief at hearing that the Greatwood's former leader was probably safe and protected, at least. He didn't really get it, but he trusted the other man's account of previous such events, especially where it concerned other demigods. But that still left Soh...
"She's a good friend," Tal admitted, trying not to let his worry and misery color his voice too much, but not sure how well he was succeeding. "I know she was strugglin' with bein' a leader but... she loved Stormbreak too much t'just run, no matter what anyone else says." He glowered out at the desert, as if daring it to contradict him. "Whatever happened, I'll bet anythin' that Soh didn't leave willingly." If she'd left at all. But the thought of her imprisoned somewhere - or worse - hurt too much to think about...
Noah offered, if not hope, at least action. Sometimes that was almost as good. At least it beat sitting around and doom-spiralling uselessly over 'what-if's! Tal nodded, hesitantly at first, and then more sharply. "Yeah... yeah, I'd appreciate that, Noah. In an' out. Just t'see how bad it's gotten." And maybe to leave a small offering to the gods, to assure them that Caido's people were still fighting back. "Can your magic take two?"
